UCR - Ratum (Ouricel pt 3)

Feeling a soft breath on my neck, I realized I too, fell asleep. I noticed that Ouricel had also moved well as I slept. Her legs are now nestled into my side, and her chin rests on my shoulder.

Her breath catches in her throat, and she begins to whisper, "Abe. Thank you for everything you have done for me. I am sorry I took your friend away, but I am more sorry that in a few days, I will lose your friendship too. I wish we never had to dock at the station, but I know better. I must keep living, and so too must you."

Pausing for only a moment, she continues, "If there was anything I could give to repay you, I would. I don't think such a thing equaling my gratitude to you exists in known space and beyond. Please tell me what you desire. I will grant it."

Her breath tickles my ear. She whispers louder, "Please... anything."

Taking that as a cue to wake up.

"Hmm." I moan out, "U say somen."

Lifting her head, she looks down at me. "Sorry, did I wake you?"

"Kinda, not really." I say, "Something tickled my ear, and then I heard something. So now I am up." patting her side. "Probably just me used to sleeping next to scalie boys and girls. Not someone so fluffy. So what did you say?"

"Do you prefer scales?" she asks.

Laughing "Naw. Scales are nice, but so is fur. Warm and soft, is hard to beat."

Thinking about it, I know one thing that beats it. The warm and hard chest of Merix, but being the big spoon, was kinda nice too. That's not really an option with Merix.

Siting up, Ouricel moves off to the side. "How long was I out?" I ask/

"All night. It's early morning now? Still about an hour before you normally show up, but morning still." She says and steps off the bed.

Following Ouricel over to the table, I see her frown at the leftover food.

"Do you think it's still any good?" she asks.

"No. It sat out overnight." I respond and move the plates off to the side. "They are cold and dry now. Wouldn't kill you, but I wouldn't eat it."

Looking even sadder, she looks at the dried-up casserole. "That's too bad. It really was good."

"I may have to make it again then." I tease, "We still have a few days till we dock. So there is time."

"Ya, a few more days," she says, looking away.

I decided to give her the chance to actually say what I knew she wanted to.

"What's up? You look sad that we will be docking soon? I know things will get busy, you being a rescued Ambasitor. I am sure that will complicate our time there, but I don't see why that would be sad."

"It is a sad time, tho." She whispers, "You will go home or sign a new contract and move on. I will return home and get to work. Several friends will be parting that day, with little chance to meet again."

I look down now, understanding what she meant by losing my friendship. She is right. It will be sad to see her go. I know I plan on staying on this ship long term, but as an Ambasider, she can't stay. Feeling a twinge in my chest, I shake it off.

"Well, we just need to make the next few days a time to remember then," I say and stand up. "That way, we won't be sad when saying goodbye."

Realizing what I just said, I sit back down. "Actually, tomorrow I am planning a big party. So I can't promise then, but today I can. Let's make today great."

Seeing her think about it, "Oh, your contract will be over. So you will celebrate that with the crew, too."

"That's the plan," I say, excited that tomorrow is so close.

"Well, I have you under contract till noon. So, how do you suggest we spend that time? It is still governed by the contract, so options are limited." Ouricel says, looking down and shuffling in her seat.

Hearing her say that makes me laugh. "What do you want to commit a crime or something. Basically, as long as I don't come under harm or break the law, the contract is open about most things. What are you thinking?"

"Well, I.... never mind," she says, then shakes her head. "It wouldn't be right."

"Tell me." I ask, "Who knows, I may think it sounds fun."

Peaking up at me, Ouricel softly says, "I know someone who had a servant that... washed her each morning."

Surprised by this, it took me a moment before I could respond.

"Sure, Why not?" I say. "I'll scrub you down if that's what you want."

Seeing her go to stand up, I shake my finger at her. "Na Uh. I am the servant. You relax. I will go get the shower ready."

Seeing Ouricel smile and sit down, she says, "Should a servant tell their boss no like that?"

Standing back up, I head to the bathroom. Looking over my shoulder at her, I smile. "A good one should."

I first get the soaps and brushes ready, then turn to the water. Water was the easiest to get ready. Set the gauge at a specific temperature and turn it on. Remembering my home's hot water heater, I have to wonder how they get the water to immediately come out at temp.

Turning it on, I check the temperature and find it warm but not overly hot, just right for most races. Humans are about the only ones who like super hot showers, and I feel bad for them. A hot shower is one of the greatest ways to relax after a long day.

Drying my hand, I enter the room and inform Ouricel that I am ready for her. Standing up, she walks into the bathroom, hesitating momentarily as she passes me.

Stepping into the shower, she folds her legs under herself and says, "I am ready."

Starting the water on low, I first collect it into a bucket and soak a small brush. With the brush now wet, I use the bristles to collect a dark brown powder on them and then softly grabe one of Ouricel's antlers.

Using the brush, I scrub the crevasses between the points and rub more powder onto the points with my hand. After scrubbing for some time, I see Ouricel's horns change from a mate brown to a glossy tan.

Grabbing the shower head, I use my hand to guide her eyes closed. Keeping the water low, I run it along her head and face. Picking up the liquid soap, I pour it into my hands and use my fingertips to carefully massage it into her fur.

Enjoying the feeling of her fur going from coarse to soft, I keep working my way down her face. Reaching her chin and cheeks, I start to grow concerned. The soap is getting far too dark for the little I have washed. Testing my concern, I move down her neck and pass my fingers through the thick mane. Pulling my fingers free, I see them almost entirely darkened by the filth hiding within.

"Ouricel?" I ask, "When was the last time you showered?"

She hung her head as if she knew I would ask this. "Yesterday... I am sorry I am filthy."

Rubbing her cheeks, I lift her head. "It's not something to be ashamed of." Keeping her eyes closed, I redouble my efforts. She's going to take more work to clean than I thought.

Carefully, I wipe almost invisible gunk from the fur around her eyes. "I am more concerned about why. Are you missing something that could help you clean?"

"I am," she says. "It's not something that can be fabricated. So I went without."

Trying to figure out what she meant, I feel her nuzzling into my palm.

"We are not like you, "Ouricel whispers with shame in her voice. "Although we now carry weight in the Community, we never would have made it this far alone."

"Humans rose out of the mud and blood to the stars by the strength of hand and heart." her voice carrying the words like a speech. "We rose out of the grass and plains by the strength of others. Without uplifting, we would be animals to this day."

Her voice softens, and she whispers, "I can't even clean myself without the help of another. We can't invent technologies or fight in wars. We talk, but that is all one without hands can do."

Feeling the burn of anger rising within me, I am forced to pull away from her. Seeing her eyes slowly open and lock on my scowling face.

Attempting to keep the rage out of my voice, I speak slowly, "Don't. Ever. Say that again."

Closing my eyes to simmer the fire down to a lump of glowing coal, I move on to scrub her neck.

"I don't understand?" Ouricel whispers, "Why do my words upset you so much. They are the truth."

Focusing on the thick pink fur, I struggle to douse the coal.

"It's not the truth." My voice echoes within the walls of the bathroom.

Snatching the shower head, I quickly turn it cold and spray it across my face.

Now truly doused, I whisper to her, "You are Humanities goal. Don't say all you do is talk. Like that is nothing to be proud of."

Letting the soft pit of waterdrops fill the air, we sit there, unable to look at each other.

Hearing her about to speak again, I cut her off. "The Arunin Treaties. Thirty-two species, together, are now one of the top three groups of the United Community of Races. The leader of that group, the Arunin."

Looking over at Ouricel, "The Arunin Treaties fought against us joining the Community. You nearly won, too. As an Ambassador, you should know that."

"Yes, I do," Ouricel whispers.

"You almost won a war against the entire UCR. Every other faction was so curious about what a species that got to the stars on their own would bring. Not you, tho. You saw the threat we posed and acted on it. It's only because a few of your members voted in favor that we joined. We celebrate that achievement!"

Seeing more than water starting to drip from her face, I lean over and whip it off her cheek.

"The goal of the AP is to, in the next hundred years, join the Arunin Treteis."

"You wish to join us?" She says in shock, "Why? We fought against you."

Picking back up the brush, I start to comb through her fur again.

"We spoke of our wars. They didn't care. We spoke of our rules. They brushed it off. We spoke of our hate. They handed kindness back." I say, noticing how vibrant the pink is becoming. "It was like they were dealing with children."

"It was the bright pink reindeer that took us seriously. That saw us as a threat not ready for the UCR." Finishing with her mane, I pull her leg out from under her. "Without hands or claws, It was the Arunin that showed us respect."

Taking a rag, I polish her hoof until it shined glossy black.

"You think that was respectful?"Ouricel asks, letting me polish her other hoof. "We spoke of so many evils that you could perform. Our words painted you as monsters."

"Tell me, what would you say to a child who just broke a window?" I ask.

"It's just a window. If the child is safe, there is no issue then?" She says.

"And if it wasn't a child?" I add.

"I see." She smiles. "I would get mad. Make them pay for the repair or ban them from entry into my home."

"We broke many windows when we showed up to the Community." I cringe at some of the stupid things we did. "Trying to keep you as pets. Stealing ships for the technology. Settling worlds without checking if others had a claim. All forgiven just because we didn't know better."

"But by describing your crimes to the fullest extent. We treated you as adults, with respect." Ouricel says in wonder at the concept.

"Yes," I say, holding both of her hooves in my hands. "We want to join you because we know we will be in good hands or hoves when we join the Community as equals."

Seeing her big smile warmed my heart and made me so glad I told her. I know it's not against the NDAs to say, but the Ambassador is going to be pissed now that he is on the back foot in negotiations.

As the conversation gets lighter, we move on to things like food and other art forms. I begin to think that this will actually be a big step forward. I just hope it's not too big that we can't keep up.

Scrubbing down her back, I hear her starting to coo. Happy that she is enjoying it, I keep the pressure up and scrub a little more than necessary. Finally rinsing her off, I move to wash her back leg, but she stops me.

"Abraham." Ouricel says slowly, "Do you know why I said this would not be right of me to ask?"

"Not really, no," I respond. "I assume it's a cultural thing."

"Truth is that, well, you may be contracted as a servant," She pauses momentarily. "You are a Gaurd Servent. What you have already done far exceeds what you were meant to do. Food, conversation, and teaching, those are the place of a Household Servant. "

"Ok," I say and set down the brush. "I take it a Servent that washes you is different than that, too. Seeing as you didn't mention that part."

"Yes. It is." She says.

Raising her haunches into the air, she keeps her forelegs on the ground. Lifting her small tail, she whispers, "Bath servants care for more personal needs."

Leaning down to look her in the eye, I asked, "Is that why you asked? Do you need help... back there?"

Covering her eyes with her legs, she almost growls out, "It's the dame Vetauxm's fault. They are so open to discussing what they have learned and show no inhibitions around others. I mean, look at me! I am a mess."

Removing her head from under her legs, she gestures for me to look. Leaning back to look around Ouricel's hips, I saw she was not lying. Her fur is caked in crusty leftovers from her body reacting to the Kobolds. Seeing the almost black skin of her slit start to bulge, I have to stare in curiosity. Slowly, the skin presses past the hardened fur. Seeing the slit split into four petals, she opens herself before me. Inside, I see many more petals opening until I see the tender, wet flesh inside.

In a squeaky tone, Ouricel says, "See, my own fur irritates my skin. I can't even pee without growing sore."

Carefully, I move one of the petals and see the spiky fur digging into the other petals.

Realizing that I grabbed her skin without asking, I let go and began apologizing, but she didn't let me.

"If you feel able, please wash me." Ouricel squeaks, "and care for me as you do for the other onboard."

Without saying a word, I use a rag to dampen the fur around her black rose. Surprised, I notice that the petals lift independently when the rag gets close.

"Can you control the petals ?" I ask, then realize she might not understand what I mean " the Exterior parts."

Looking back at me, she asks, "Should I not? Is that making it more difficult? Is it offputting?"

"Not at all." I say quickly, "I just wasn't sure if that movement was you or instinct."

Seeing Ouricel smile back at me, she lays her head back down, and I see the petals, inside and out, start to twist and coil. Then they all wave, almost beckoning me to enter inside her.

Forced to bite my lip, I tell myself wash her first, then you can try the alien pussy!

Carefully wiping down the fur, I slowly remove the dry chips stuck within. Finding Ouricel's body getting more playful and wet, I use my fingers to distract the petals as I brush out more soft fur.

Seeing her legs start to shake, I wonder if I should pick up the pace. I don't know her limit, and I certainly don't want to overstimulate. Moving away from the reaching petals, I wash the interior of her thighs and finish with her hooves.

Satisfied with the job, I almost strip myself of the shorts and move on, but then a twinge of guilt weighs down my stomach.

Am I treating this like the Kobolds? She said she wanted it, but is this what she really wants. The Kobolds are so forward and honest with their desires that no second-guessing is needed. Ouricel is not a Kobold, and there may be more to this than I know. Should I.... be doing this? She is an Ambassador, after all.

Noticing me hesitating Ouricel raised her head and looked back to me. "Is something wrong? I thought... you would..." Her voice catches when she sees my face.

"Tell me, Ouricel," I say. "Do you really want this?"

"Yes. Why do you ask?" She says

Standing the rest of the way up, Ouricel turns to me. Lowering her head, she licks my cheek and asks, "Why do you hesitate? From the stories I have heard, you ask for permission, and then no more hesitation is found. Is my body that different that it makes you unsure?"

"It's not your body that made me question this," I say, having heard my answer. "I almost started treating you like a Kobold. You are not, and I shouldn't do that."

Gently grabbing her chin, I lightly kiss her lips. Pulling away just enough to still feel her breath on my face.

"You are an Arunin and an Ambasitor. Is a quick fuck all this is?" I ask. "or does this mean something more?"

Pushing her nose past me, Ouricel whispers into my ear, "Don't underestimate me." Giving my ear a little nibble, she pulls back and walks around me.

"You are right. I am an Arunin and an Ambasitor." feeling Ouricel stop behind me, her hot breath brushes against my other ear. "If you have bedded everyone on this ship. Then I have bedded more."

Time to put a tally in my box because my jaw hit the floor.

Trying to turn my head to look at her, Ouricel stops me with her nose.

"From the moment my flower opened, sex was a near constant for me," she whispers, letting her chin rest on my shoulder.

"Diplomats, Merchants, Soldiers, I have been with them all." nuzzling in closer, "It was my job as the younger sister to make all who visit her feel at ease. Few did I want to lay with but I did for her sake."

Stepping back around, Ouricel stands before me and shows me her shaking legs.

"I am afraid right now, and I am sorry if that made you hesitate." She says, laying back down. "Will my body excite you? Will I hurt you? Will you hurt me? Am I capable of bringing you to climax? I have all these questions and more. Because you will be the First. The first non-Arunin I have been with."

Turing around Ouricel bows down her front again and presents the black rose for me. "This is more than a quick fuck to me. It is the answer to all the questions I have. I only await your response."

Mentally slapping myself out of my stupor, I strip myself of the shorts and walk up behind her. Placing my hand on her hip, I notice something, she is the perfect height for me! Looking down I see her legs slightly spread open to lower herself the few inches needed.

Ok, so she is a pro at this. She already knew my height and positioned herself accordingly.

Sliding my fingers down her spine to the base of her tail, I whisper, "Alright, let's find the answers together."

Aiming for the center of the rose, I push forward. When I get within reach, the petals wrap around my shaft and pull me closer. Letting the flower guide me, I slide deeper into its embrace.

Reaching the base of my rod, I am forced to stop, but that didn't do me any good. Around my sensitive flesh sat a dozen tongues, licking, pulling, pushing, and massaging my member. Feeling my legs stiffen as the large petals start to caress my balls, I feel a moment of dread.

Oh FUCK! I am not going to last long at this point.

Trying to pull back Ouricel's rose fights me. Trying to pull me even farther within but the pull suddenly stops along with all movement within.

Letting out a small gasp, I lean on her hips for support.

"Have I hurt you?" Ouricel asks with a worried tone

"God!" I gasp out, "Fuck no."

Sliding my member free from the pit of pleasure, I let out a laugh. "I almost blew my load."

"Then why did you try to remove yourself from me? she says, struggling to stand up.

"What? No, I was trying to move?" I say, "But you had me too tight, and it felt so good that I wasn't even going to last thirty seconds."

"Why would you move?" She says like it was the most obvious of the questions.

Realizing why she was confused, with everything going on down there, I bet the males don't usually move.

Grabbing handfuls of the thick muscle that formed her haunches, I smile at her.

"Let's continue, but don't be surprised if I fight it," I say and squeeze.

Feeling Ouricel's muscles tense under my grasp, she gasps and looks to struggle to turn her head away from me.

"Then please enter," Ouricel says with strained breaths.

Not waiting, I slide back into the petals.

Feeling that same overwhelming touch I slowly pull back. Ouricel's body fights my pull, but the slick juice gives me the advantage. Reaching far enough back, I push myself back inside past the fighting tongues. Doing it again and again, I feel the licking and pulling get faster and harder to resist.

Trying to distract myself, I bite my lip, but it's not enough. My balls already wanted to explode, and the soft licking of them wasn't helping.

Trying to pull back again, my own body rejects it. My legs lock, and I feel the painful pressure begin to flow. With the last of my will, I pushed forward and released as deep as possible.

My body shakes with each pump of seed into the black flower. Cumming longer and harder than I have ever before. It slowly comes to an end, but the tounges don't stop. Feeling the pleasure turning into pain, I pull, but it's no good. I don't have the strength to fight her.

"Ouricel!" I struggle out "Enough."

Feeling the flower open, I slide out and fall on my ass. Looking up, I see the flower closing without a trace of white staining it.

The black flesh eventually disappears beneath pink fur, and Ouricel collapses.

Crawling over to her, I see her eyes glazed over and her breathing ragged.

"Ouricel!" I call out, petting down her neck, "Ouricel, are you ok?"

Her tongue flops out of her mouth, and she mumbles, "ImmmOk."

I let her catch her breath, lay beside her, and do the same.

"Was that the Raming technique the Vetauxm are so fond of?" She eventually whispers.

"Wha?" I say, still a bit dazed. "Ramming?"

"Ya, that push and pull you did." She says as she rolls over to look at me.

"No. That was desperation." I say, chuckling, "If I didn't do anything, I would not have lasted as long as I did."

She groans, letting out a long sigh, "That may have been preferable. I am swimming in pleasure right now. It's a little too much to be honest."

"What?" I say and roll onto my side to better see her. " I was worried I didn't last long enough for you?"

Giving me a big smile, "What lucky girls you have then. Arunin intercourse rarely lasts more than one minute.

"I can see why," I say, brushing her cheek. "I can't imagine anyone lasting long with what you got."

"I do have to apologize tho," Ouricel says, placing her hoof against my chest. "I didn't realize your orgasm was so powerful and short. When I felt you shoot deeper inside of me, than even the largest of my kind had reached, I wanted more."

Her breathing got raged again, and I saw her legs locking up, but she still continued, "It was hot and powerful. I couldn't fight it. You sprayed past each of my walls without restraint. I kept trying for more, and I realize I may have gone too far."

Hearing a squelch behind her, she twitches and then looks back at me. "I hope I didn't hurt you with that."

Grabbing her hoof, I give it a little kiss. "You were amazing. It was so different than I am used to, in a good way. For Humans and Kobolds, it's the male that stimulates the female. That's why I tried to move."

Letting out a long, heavy breath, "You doing all of THAT! Was so much more than I expected."

Using her leg, I pull Ouricel closer to me. Giving her a long, soft kiss, I whisper into her ear, "I hope this isn't the first and last time we do this."

Hearing her chuckle, "Oh, I will still be in your care for a while yet. Please take good care of me."